Oberyn's shoulders faltered. The magic simmering around him faded into nothingness. His eyes soften, and his gaze becomes distant, hollow.
There is no spellbinding magical effect as Ezra uses his 'Desire' to stop Oberyn. There's no force of wills, no explosive light. In fact, the true terror in what Ezra had done came from the sheer simplicity of it all.
He didn't just force Oberyn to back down. His power rewrote Oberyn's mind and bent it to his will.
A horror that Ezra never considered set in, infecting every cell in his body.
He just manipulated Oberyn. Changed his mind with a flick of his finger. Robbed Oberyn of any agency or free will over the situation.
Oberyn sank back down in his chair, his voice sounding far away as he spoke.
"I apologize, Rav. That was uncalled for."
His head slumped, and he went back to eating his meal, as if nothing had happened.
